Valentine looked at the manuscript paper handed over by Fang Yan without saying a word, and a gloomy color flashed quietly in his eyes.

According to Valentin's deployment, the room has been fitted with a bug. Every conversation between the two will be recorded and used as a key countercard in Valentin's hand. If the German officer dared to play a two-faced trick after receiving the benefits, prevaricating and delaying or refusing to carry out Valentin's demands, then Valentin could use this recorded evidence to threaten the other party and force him to comply. However, what Valentin did not expect was that although the German officer in front of him was not very old, he was as cautious as a seasoned spy: this way of communicating with a pen directly made all his wishful thinking come to naught. Not to mention that the other party has already made it clear that he will burn these papers after reading them, even if Valentin forcibly keeps these manuscript papers, but just based on the English sentences on them, it is impossible to confirm the criminal evidence of a German officer!

However, now that the matter has come to this point, until a clear answer is received, Valentin naturally has no reason to retreat. He reluctantly touched a pen from his desk and began to write in the blank space below Fang Yan's message. In the sound of the pen scraping across the paper, the first manuscript paper was quickly filled with letters, and Fang Yan also learned from this that the Soviets had been planning for a long time.

It turned out that although the strategic position of Murmansk was constantly increasing in the eyes of the Kremlin, the volume of maritime trade in this port did not increase in any way with the development of the fleet and bases. After all, the location is so remote that foreign merchant ships have to go around the whole of Scandinavia and through the windy North Cape route to reach it; The unloaded goods still need to be transferred by train for a long distance of nearly 2,000 kilometers to reach the heart of the Soviet Union represented by Moscow, and the total transportation cost is simply amazingly high. Even in winter, foreign merchant ships chose the Black Sea in the south as their destination. Although there are many restrictions on the passage of warships through the Dardanelles, civilian ships have always been unimpeded!

The commercial fortunes of Murmansk withered, and Valentin and other high-ranking officers naturally had few profits to gain. Seeing that his colleagues in Kronstadt, Sevastopol and other places were making a fool of himself one by one, but he could only earn a little extra money at a few banquets a year, Valentin felt a strong unwillingness and grievance. However, this status quo is difficult for him to change: after all, there are only a few foreign ships arriving in Murmansk all year round, and even if Valentin wants to use his power for personal gain, he cannot find a suitable agent.

It is for this reason that when the German fleet arrived, Valentin saw it as a rare opportunity to change the status quo. If you can take the line of the German navy and establish a sea smuggling route between Murmansk and a German port, then you will be able to save a rich family that is not inferior to that of other colleagues, and live a happy life like a king. Although the negotiators sent by the German side were far from Valentin's ideal smuggling partner in terms of age and position, Valentin, who was already hungry, still chose Fang Yan as a breakthrough. In Valentin's view, since Fang Yan was able to negotiate with him on behalf of the German fleet, his status must not be that of an ordinary lieutenant commander; As long as he can get him through, then he can be expected to use him as a springboard to start real negotiating contacts with the high-ranking real power figures of the German Navy.

In the face of this group of Soviets with a surprisingly large appetite, Fang Yan couldn't help but sweat and laugh at the same time. Regardless of whether he would contribute to such a thing that would be detrimental to Germany's interests, the German Navy under Raeder's command alone would never have such an appalling thing as the smuggling of soldiers on a part-time basis. If there is any place in Germany that has now been fully nationalized by the Socialist Party, there is a pure land of integrity and integrity, it is the German Navy: in addition to strict discipline, the military culture of honor and loyalty as the highest pursuit of officers and men is also an important reason why today's "German War Navy" can emerge from the mud in Germany under the rule of the National Socialist Party!

Gathering his thoughts, Fang Yan was ready to refuse the Soviets' request directly. However, seeing Valenjing's seemingly calm face, but it was difficult to hide the expectation, Fang Yan, who was slightly moving in his heart, had another layer of consideration. Although they would not betray the interests of Germany to the Soviets, they could allow the Soviets to sell their national interests to Germany; As long as they can give enough compensation, this group of people who embezzle state property will definitely not refuse!

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, but with the current situation in the German Navy, there is no way for any individual-led smuggling to survive." Fang Yan quickly wrote on the new page of manuscript paper, the previous piece of paper filled with their exchange words had been thrown into the furnace, "However, I am more than happy to play the role of an intermediary to help you establish contact with the German Navy. You have a lot of things we need, and if you dare to do it, we will achieve a mutually satisfactory result. ”

Looking at the piece of paper handed over by Fang Yan, Valentine's heart couldn't help but tremble. He doesn't care if the partner he is a human power or a national organization, as long as it can be profitable, even the devil can do business with it! Thinking that he had finally seen a glimmer of change in his "hard" life, Valentin had the thrill of wanting to kneel down and thank God. For a while, Valentin even forgot that the young man in front of him was only a lieutenant colonel, and immediately wrote down the urgency in his heart: "So, what do you need from us?" ”

"Heavy fuel oil for the navigation of warships. Your Northern Fleet has 3 large warships and 6 cutting-edge destroyers, and the fuel consumption for daily training at sea is at least 10,000 tons. If you are willing to cooperate with us, then the next time you go to sea, you only need to sell us this fuel, and then find a remote sea area and stop it for a few days, and then return to the sea and report that the training is complete. No one knows whether the fuel is burned or not, and even if it burns more or less, isn't it a matter of your words? Fang Yan wrote to Valenjing without any restraint.

"Wonderful!" Valentin slapped his thigh suddenly, and his eyes bloomed with unprecedented surprise. He had no idea that the foreign youth in front of him would propose a very feasible strategy to him; As long as this method can be implemented, then you will definitely gain a huge amount of rubles, and you will squander it for several lifetimes!

"It's just that there should still be a political commissar in your fleet. As far as I know, the political commissar of your country has more power than the army commander, and if you want to make a deal with us, then you need to win over the party's supervisors. Fang Yan added. Valenjing smiled, and the words he wrote made Fang Yan feel a little chilled while breathing a sigh of relief: "Please rest assured. I was originally the political commissar of the Northern Fleet. Because the victorious Great Purge had unearthed a group of traitors hidden in the revolutionary ranks, including the former fleet commander, the former fleet chief of staff, and various ship captains, the party made me the commander of the fleet. In addition, Lieutenant Colonel Oleg of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and Colonel Yevgeny, the commander of the port guard, will support me, so you don't have to worry about my actions being hindered here. ”

Fang Yan calmed down his state of mind, and immediately put forward a condition to the Soviets in advance: the fuel must be sold to the German Navy at a discount below the market, otherwise the deal would not be possible. To this point, Valentin was full of promises: what he did was a business without capital, and if he did not let the Germans make some money, it would be too much to say. What's more, apart from the German Navy, there is no force around the Northern Fleet that can eat so much heavy fuel oil for ships, and small profits and quick sales are the wise choice to maximize profits.

"Let's start with the transfer of fuel." Fang Yan wrote the final closing remarks on the manuscript paper, and his expression showed a bit of comfort and joy. Although this time he was acting in an out-and-out way and exceeding his authority, the benefits of doing so were also extremely considerable: if the German Navy could buy a large amount of fuel for the fleet's voyage at a low price, it would have a considerable alleviating effect on the wartime oil rationing of the Navy and even the whole of Germany. Even if it doesn't work well, this deal will save Germany a fortune: know that all the oil in Germany is now bought from Italy, Romania, and the Soviet Union at a large price; Originally, you could buy a ton for only 12~13 US dollars, but now even Italy has risen to 15 US dollars. If the Soviets were greedy enough, they would be able to send 200,000 tons of heavy oil to Germany a year, and for the sake of this tangible benefit, Fang Yan was also sure to exempt the navy top brass from actually holding him accountable for his unauthorized actions.

With a smile on his face, Valentin stretched out his right hand and shook it tightly with the young man in front of him. It was a lucrative deal for both parties, and a deal was almost a foregone conclusion. At this moment, Valenjing's initial annoyance for the young man in front of him had long disappeared without a trace, replaced by strong enthusiasm and gratitude, but he had not lost his mind yet, and had another consultation with Fang Yan on the issue of specific trading methods.

"Lieutenant Colonel Brom, I'm 4 years older than you, so I'm cheeky to call you big brother in front of you. If you have anything in the future, just go to the big brother, and in the entire Barents Sea and the White Sea region, the big brother can help you solve anything. Valenjing kept patting Fang Yan's shoulder and said with a familiar voice. However, to Valentin's embarrassment, the young man seemed to have misunderstood his polite courtesy; I saw a look of surprise on his face and said, "This is really good, and now there is really one thing that needs your help." (To be continued.) )